"Ohhhhhhhh… God-d-d-d! I'm… I'm cum-mm-ing-g-g-g!" Trembling crazily, Jean began to lurch her ass back at the teen's loins. She was encouraging him to establish his screwing pace into her needing hole. Randy was only too ready to oblige. With a lusty bellow of triumph he thrust his cock far into her cunt. And then again and again and again. Jean buried the top of her blonde head against the mattress and did her best to lunge back a good one for every stroking lunge received.

Listening to her girlfriend shriek out her climax sent up sympathetic tremors in Eileen's own body. The hot pangs of frustration in her cunt became too much to ignore. It got to the point where there were only two alternatives for her to join the twosome on Jean's bed, or to stroke herself while Randy stroked Jean.

She fought the instinct to go inside and try to establish a threesome. She wanted to wait until Jean and she were alone to bring down the bafflers between them. The prospect of the unfolding of the passions that she had kept hidden inside thrilled her. She wanted to hoard the thought for a little while. For now, she would be more than content with the talents of her skilled fingers.

Eileen was wearing shorts that were not elasticized at the crotch. With a little effort, she was able to slip her fingers between the material and her flesh. She wriggled them deep inside, in rough the thick thatch of her cunt-hair, into the moist soft part that throbbed at her first touch. "Uuuhhh," she sighed in a barely, audible whisper. She felt exultant watching her girlfriend thrusting her ass back at the teen who was now their mutual lover, knowing what could be between them. It excited her to share Jean's arousal once again from a secluded vantage point.

Last time, she had watched the blonde play with herself until she had wrenched a resounding orgasm from deep in her cunt. This time, she was watching Jean break free of the hang-ups she had had about younger men.